After a terrible night with almost non stop crying and a morning of grumpiness, I thought it would be nice for Oscar to meet Pingu.
We went with some friends and hung around waiting for Pingu to make his grand entrance. The crowd showed their appreciation as he worked his way round towards us. Oscar's pal Henry had a little stroke of Pingu's nose and then it was Oscar's turn.
Pingu held out his flipper to say hello and Oscar turned down his bottom lip and let out a huge shout. Poor old Pingu pulled his flipper back so quick!